Rebellion [or] I Am Better Than They Know, by Stormlucas
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No one to cry to.
Stomach twisting painfully,
Can't sit still for long.
Agony of soul
Alternates with stark numbness
I have no control.
Whatever it is
That dictates my emotion
Also rules my life.
But no more of this.
I will force myself to feel.
Sure pain is better.
Clean, sharp iron blade.
The pain I control, my own.
Blood runs in lines.
I smile, defiant.
My secret rebellion.
None will ever know.
No one to cry to,
They all think I'm fine. I am
Better than they know.
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Posted: 2013-04-11 10:05:35 UTC |
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